| There goes the neighborhood.
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| with their fancy cars.
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| Who gave them fuckin’niggas
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| those rock guitars?
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| Did you make 'em pay?
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| Don’t they know rock’s just for whites
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| don’t they know the rules?
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| Those niggers are too hard core
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| this shit ain’t cool.
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| in the fuckin’world
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| he took my muthafuckin’girl
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| There goes the neighborhoooooood,
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| There goes the neighborhood
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| There goes the neighborhood.
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| We ain’t goin’nowhere.
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| We’re movin’right next door to you,
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| Body Count, muthafucka.
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| And those of you that don’t like it can suck, my muthafuckin’dick, ha, ha, ha, ha.
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| There goes the neighborhood!
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| Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha There goes the neighborhood!
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| Here come them fuckin’niggas
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| with their fancy cars.
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| those rock guitars?
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| Who let 'em in the club?
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| Did you make 'em pay?
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| Who let 'em on the stage?
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| Whose lettin''em play?
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| Don’t they know rock’s just for whites
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| Don’t they know the rules?
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| this shit ain’t cool.
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| Those blacks want everything in the fuckin’world.
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| That nigga plays so good,
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| he took my muthafuckin’girl.
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| There goes the neighborhood
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| There, there, there, there goes the neighborhood. |